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I remember my Dad waking me up to watch the lift-off on TV. 2 years later he had gotten out of the Air force and wangled a job on the space coast and he got to take me to see the Sally Ride launch from the viewing center on the cape.

In 1986 I was watching outside my Junior high when Challenger died. I think that moment was when my childhood ended.